Okay so Glee club passed by uneventfully; go figure. Though neither Quinn nor Santana (mostly Santana though) would never admit it, they really liked Glee club. Even on slow days it just meant more to time relax with their friends. It was a place where reputations meant nothing, and for the two rivals, this was a welcome change of pace.

When the club was over Santana made sure to hurriedly yank Brittany out of the room before Quinn tried to make any more advancements. But Quinn never came. Peering back into the choir room Santana saw the blonde blushing profusely as Sam Evans made a comment about how pretty her eyes were.

Santana didn't know what the deal was so far. She thought there was something going on between them and the only reason it ever mattered to her was because she regularly had sex with Puck and was just wondering if he as doing any other girl. She thought for sure, if it had to be anyone, probably Quinn because it was obvious the guy still had feelings for her.

But it seemed like Quinn was really into this guy. Brittany came and stared over Santana's shoulder. "Look at how he's looking at her," she whispered.

"What about it?" Santana muttered back.

"He's her something special. If I had someone that looked at me like that all the time I would never want them to be taken away from me."

Santana turned back around pulling her head out of the choir room. She looked directly into Brittany's eyes which had a different look to them that day. It was sort of melancholy. Brittany offered up the brightest smile she could offer because she lived to make Santana happy, since nobody else had that power.

Santana could tell it was forced but she reached up and kissed her. The hallway is empty, Brittany noticed dryly.

"Wanna come over tonight?" Santana asked as they made their way out the school.

"Okay."

"Don't sound so excited," Santana muttered sarcastically.

"But I didn't," the blonde stated blankly.

Santana sighed at the harsh truth of those words. "Yeah I know, Britt."